KANYINSOLA

As a kid, I loved moving from one house to another. Blowing a kiss and saying goodbye to the walls which I formed a bond was bittersweet. Packing and unpacking, a delight to me. So when my partner and I discussed the idea of moving to a new continent, the joy I felt.  With tears, family hugs, we turned our backs to the country where we had spent the formative years of our lives. The trip was my first time on an international flight. I never had the opportunity to follow my mum on her many trips, and this time I had a granted visa. The flight was a long one and being on my period made me super uncomfortable but the thought of a new life and not knowing what was ahead had me on cloud nine. Finally, I woke up from a loud applause made during the long-awaited announcement by the pilot. After the welcome words", we moved into the city that has become our home for God knows how many years. So how has the journey been so far, I ask myself this question while netflixing and chilling....

Here I am on my bed with tears flowing through my eyes and my spirit just keeps telling me to share. I am currently reading the book of Isaiah which is a bit tough for me and most times I have to use simpler versions to really understand what the book is about. Nearly gave up on the book of Isaiah but it became a challenge I wanted to overcome (Never ever have I finished the book of Isaiah). The book of Isaiah made me start thinking Is God weird? For example, the Assyrian King spoke about how God told him to rise up to kill the Israelites (boasted about it) and then the book tells us that God decided to punish him as he tells the Israelites he will punish their enemies. This post is not about the book of Isaiah but about why a lot of things happen to me or why God allowed them happen to me, perhaps I have to read the book of Job. I would like to share one thing I battled recently which was the spirit of depression. Last year, I attended a class reunion; it was really good...

Hi Guys, Today, I googled my name to see what came up (boredom) and then I said to myself, "Kanyinsola, you have a blog, right?" So I googled the name of the blog, and viola ,I saw the url and decided to bring it back to life. We are not so far gone into the new year. so HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS! 😏 On Twitter, someone tweeted, that January will soon end and February is like 2 days. then summer, then Christmas and then we will be in 2019, hahahaha, but its the truth right. How has the beginning of the year been for you? I would love to know. Mine has been a journey, and a good one. I think I have cried once or twice (would have loved to state why I cried, but I cannot remember), if I do, maybe a new blog post titled "WHY I SHED MY FIRST and SECOND TEARS IN 2018" will be on the blog. In 2018, I want to be intentional in the things that concern me; reading my bible, praying, learning memory verses, visiting new places, fostering friendships, meeting new people, ...

The Head Line of Punch Newspaper, I think read “HARD TIMES FOR NIGERIANS”. The news reiterated the reason I don’t read newspapers (BAD NEWS!!). I would prefer to read the news on Bellanaija/Linda Ikeji/Stella Dimokorkus.   With a lot of things going on us around us; the exchange rate issue, (A sister can’t even shop on Asos for now), the level of corruption, insecurity, increase in price of goods etc. fear can easily creep in.   We as children of God need to realize that we do not belong to this kingdom, WE BELONG TO THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN and things sure do operate differently. We need know that ONLY US can create and define our circumstances.   This is a level of assurance and confidence am still learning, which is KNOWING WHO BOLUWATIFE IS IN CHRIST. Moving away from negativity and saying to myself; that even in the midst of these economic conditions, I will still flourish. In the bible, people flourished during famine. It’s not like they had twenty head...

According to Google; Fear is an unpleasant emotion caused by the threat of danger, pain or harm. It is amazing how afraid I can be in certain situations. I am pretty much a shy person and it takes a while for me to become bold or get comfortable in situations. So let me gist you about something that happened to me one fearful day; Last year I attended an interview at a law firm, (the story about the test is for another day) but on this particular day, I got to the firm pretty early. We were about five people to be interviewed that morning, I brought out my note pad and started revising some notes I had written down on possible interview questions which I googled to prepare myself. The lady in charge called the guy before me from the list which she had in her hands. I got up and asked the receptionist for the restroom. Inside the restroom, I spoke to myself in the mirror so as to build confidence. When I got back to the reception, after the whole waiting it was time! Phew, my...

My Pastor preached a message on stage some three or four Sundays back and I was in awe. It wasn't the first time I had listened to his message or ripped the message to my phone, this time it was different. The man I saw in front of me said things that you had to know   who you are in Christ to be able to exercise so much authority. HMMMMMMMM... He mentioned something about him waking up in the middle of the night on his arrival to Lasgidi and he summoned the principalities in town to let them know he had arrived and the city cannot contain both him and them, I was like 'kiloderm', was the principality looking for your trouble or did he come to disturb you.  When I see the likes of Daddy Adeboye, Pastor Poju Oyemade and my Daystar Pastors, am like damn! I want to be like this, I want to speak with so much authority, I want to pray and see miracles happen, I want to have the God-faith that moves mountains, I want to be like Jesus that in the midst of a raging ...